THDP Ch.7 Part 1 – Isn’t He….Her Master?! (I)
Little white tiger: “…” He subconsciously stretched his claws, using his four white plushy little paws to hold Meng Qi’s arm. His claws were not aggressive. She only felt soft pads hitting her arms. Meng Qi smiled. She rubbed his belly, then let him go and stood up. The white tiger was small and chubby, […]
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